She never let her roots go brown She kept moving them from town to town Like she was running from a restless sound That would use her name in vain Back then she was the one to know We didn't like it but we loved her so It broke our hearts to let her go As if we had a choice... As if we had a choice... Oh as if we had a choice... With far too many brows to soothe There was just so much to prove On occasion with the ruthless move And the smoking overpass Take it from one who tries There's nothing friendly in the open skies Nothing up there ever satisfies And the air is thin and cold... Yeah the air is thin and cold... Amber Lee Back then we called her Amber Lee We all landed in her way We called her Amber Lee Both a first and a second wife Unhappy almost all her life The pain is sharper with a dull-edged knife And the rust will lock you in The highway is her habitat She wouldn't cut it as a diplomat She's not sorry that it came to that But what's a girl to do They call her the names 'cause they think they can You wouldn't hear them if she was a man We're all flashes in a great big pan And they're turning up the heat... Amber Lee...